Eleven Years & Counting...

These two ramshackle old men are Dale and Keith. (ah yes. I can say these things. Let them get their own blogs and they can trash me. Don't hold your breath)  Blondetwit has been married to Keith (the tall one) for eleven years today.  And Keith has been married to Dale for fifty-five years.  Since they were five, and Dale threatened to blow up Keith's house because Momma said Dale needed to get his "horse's ass" outta there.  Apparently, Keith is drawn to horse's asses.  Funny, I've never been entirely sure what that says about me... 

When Keith and I got married eleven years ago, in Carson City, Nevada, Dale and his wonderful wife Jean accompanied us as our Best Man and Matron of Honor.  Every anniversary since, we've enjoyed a weekend at the beach with them....who needs a trip to (insert exotic location here)?

Keith and Dale have a unique relationship.  Bromance, I think is the technical term.  Their lives, in interesting ways, have been exactly the same, only really, really different.

The bro's grew up in a little itty bitty burg (by big city standards).  One went left and one went right, so to speak.  Literally, Dale moved west to the beach, Keith went east - thirty or so minutes in either direction. Keith's a democrat; Dale's a Republican.  There are more parallels, you just wouldn't care.

Interestingly, Keith ended up as Mayor of his City.  Then, not to be outdone, Dale decided to be Mayor of his City.  And that's when the fun began.  Both boys have managed to leave really nice legacies in both the cities, and proved to themselves what can be done, regardless of who you think you are.

No matter how nice the weather, there's a dark cloud over all our heads right now.  Jean - Dale's wife - our friend, died last month, suddenly.

Hers is a big loss...so this is a kind of bittersweet anniversary this year. 

We miss you Jean.  Friends like you don't come 'round every day.  If ever.



Jean Jacobson & Reese her Wonderdog